Little mouse, you were so quick, so bright, so sweet, so full of life. And you still are everything you were then. None of it’s lost forever. All that promise, all that hope, that love and goodness—it’s still inside you. No one can take the gifts God gave you. Only you.

In the wind, the trees, like agitated lions preparing to roar, shook their great green manes.

As long as I have laughter, I am not without hope

Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind.

We may lack riches, but the greatest fortune is what lies in our hearts.

There are no explanations for human evil. Only excuses.

When I'm in the middle of a book it can go up from there. When you're putting in those hours, the real world kind of fades and the world you're creating becomes almost more real to you than the outside world.